A minister who was about forty or fifty years old was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick with anger when he saw the flying knife and clothes.
The fat man pointed at the throwing knife while trembling. The fat flesh on his face and the two curls of beard above his lips trembled and trembled. At first glance, he looked like a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death.
Li Keqing had been in power for many years, and he knew the habits of these ministers. Without even guessing, you could tell that this person must belong to the group that Li Keqing said was controlled by drugs.
"My poison has no antidote."
Feidao ignored the fat minister and continued to look at Li Keqing, whose face was distorted by pain.
"Next time, consider your own weight before threatening others. Not everyone will care about the life or death of insignificant people!"
Throwing knives...I started to feel guilty, this is a woman! A domineering woman.
I coughed lightly.
"Li Keqing, how does it feel to be trapped in a cocoon? How does it feel to be threatened?"
Li Keqing rolled down the dragon chair and down the steps in pain, and climbed up to me step by step with difficulty.
Every time I climb a step, I ask a question without giving up.
"Wan Qing, if it weren't for Jiang Wuhua, wouldn't you have entered the palace?"
"Wan Qing, if I had sat on this throne earlier, wouldn't you have fallen in love with Yelu Zihan?"
"Wanqing, it's just one step away, why don't you wait for me?"
Li Keqing climbed to a position where he could barely reach my toes and remained motionless.
A mouthful of black blood spurted out, and he died in despair.
Li Keqing, how can love wait?
When a woman leaves you for whatever reason, the relationship between you is destined to be impossible for a lifetime.
Even if I were not Liang Anle today, I don't think Kou Wanqing would choose you. Even if he chose you, it wouldn't be love.
The flying knife kicked Li Keqing's body, with a look of disgust on his face.
"Stay as far away as possible."
The fat minister stumbled to the side of Li Keqing's body, stretched out his index finger to test his breathing, and after confirming that Li Keqing was dead, he fell to the ground in fright, muttering to himself.
"What to do, what to do?"
I shook my head helplessly and ordered the knife to fly.
"Take it down and bury it properly first. As for the tombstone, don't engrave it yet."
Li Keqing has been with Yelu Zihan for so many years, going through life and death. I don't know what Yelu Zihan thinks. The only thing I can do is to give him an unnamed monument.
The rest will wait until Yeluzihan comes back to make a decision.
Unexpectedly, the flying knife approached Li Keqing, and the fat minister slapped her and cursed loudly when she was unprepared.
"It's all because of you two witches. All the courtiers of Qi Yun Kingdom will be killed by you two witches!"
"you……"
Feidao wanted to fight back, but I stopped him.
Of course, I don't let go of those who bully me so easily.
"Pop!"
There were two crisp sounds, and red palm prints slowly appeared on both sides of the fat minister's cheeks.
I warned:
"There is no distinction between superiority and inferiority. Don't forget your identity. You can also touch my people?"
If these two slaps were inflicted by flying knives, the fat minister probably wouldn't have to wait for the poison to take effect.
"My...my? identity?"
The fat minister seemed to have heard a very funny joke.
"Then what is your identity? You are just a bitch who colludes with others to seek power and usurp the throne."
"You are so afraid of death, don't you know that I am more capable than Li Keqing to make you die without a burial place?"